When the blind date is 5t5

the next day.

Gojo Satoru walked slowly towards the banyan tree while tossing an apple.

Before he arrived, he spotted a small figure in the distance.

I saw the girl resting her chin on her knees, holding her legs with her hands, sitting obediently at the place where he was going to sleep yesterday.

After a while, Gojo Satoru walked up to her.

"How long have you been waiting?" He asked in a lazy tone, and the action of throwing apples did not stop.

Seeing his figure appear, Kamo Asuka's eyes lit up instantly.

She said softly, "Not long ago, and I just came here."

But as soon as she finished speaking, her stomach suddenly let out a loud grunt.

The first time he lied, he encountered Waterloo, and Kamo Asuka blushed immediately.

Gojo Wu raised his eyebrows, "Have you eaten yet?"

Kamo Asuka secretly covered his protesting stomach, as if he wanted to use this little action to make the grunt softer, softer.

"Ah."

She bit her lip and replied, her voice was like a mosquito.

Wujo Wu was puzzled: "Why don't you eat? My family is not so poor that we can't afford meals for our guests."

Kamo Asuka buried his cheeks on his knees in embarrassment, curled up like a little quail.

After a long time, she said sullenly: "I'm afraid I'll miss Brother Wu."

Gojo Satoru was stunned, and then his eyes fell on the girl's dull yellow hair.

In an instant, he felt a surge of energy gushing out from the bottom of his heart, taking root, and stagnant. He wanted to vent but didn't know how to vent.

In the end, he could only say coldly: "You're so stupid."

"sorry."

The girl raised her head slightly, revealing a pair of clean eyes, staring intently at Gojo Satoru.

Soon, Gojo Satoru was defeated by her timid gaze like a small animal.

He subconsciously gave a "tsk", and handed out the apple in his hand that he was going to eat when he woke up from a nap.

"Catch it, I'll watch you finish eating."

He said, and then sat down beside Kamo Asuka.

While the girl was biting into the apple, Gojo Satoru couldn't stop picking up the grass that had just sprouted from the ground, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it forward.

The word "boring" is capitalized on his face.

"How old are you this year?"

Kamo Asuka paused as he chewed the apple, then replied inarticulately: "Seven years old."

Gojo Satoru looked ahead: "It's so small."

Hearing this, Kamo Asuka became anxious.

As if she was afraid that the teenager next to her would not play with her because of her age, she swallowed the pulp forcibly, and hurriedly added: "It's not small, it's not small. When April [-]st birthday passes, I will Eight years old."

Gojo Satoru glanced at her in surprise: "Is your birthday on April [-]st?"

The girl nodded.

Then, he heard a sneer from the tip of his nose, "It's interesting to be born on April Fool's Day."

"Because Lord Shenming thinks my existence is a tragedy," the girl said looking at him, her eyes were clear and there was no shadow in them, "so he arranged for me to be born on this day."

When she said this, her tone was mature, not at all like a child of this age could say it.

In this regard, Gojo Satoru questioned: "Did you think of this sentence yourself?"

Kamo Asuka shook his head.

"Who told you that?"

"Mom, the owner of the house, grandpa, many adults have said so."

Although he didn't know the specific life experience of the girl in front of him, Gojo Satoru inexplicably felt somewhat disgusted with those people she spoke of.

Maybe it's because of the smooth growth environment since he was a child that he gradually developed a rebellious and arrogant character.

Therefore, he couldn't understand why the Kamo family would say such things to a seven-year-old child.

Birth is a tragedy?

Heh, then they were born stupid.

He couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Turning to Kamo Asuka's eyes, Gojo Satoru reached out and patted her on the head with a rare gentle tone.

He said: "You continue to eat. What they say is lying to children. The gods like you, so they let you be born on this day full of laughter."

Kamo Asuka opened his eyes wide and asked him blankly, "Really?"

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows, "Of course, do you trust me or those adults?"

Faced with this choice, Kamo Asuka didn't think about it, and what she blurted out was "believe in brother Satoru".

As for why you chose him?

Because the boy next to her was the only one who had given her kindness over the past year, even though all his concern was hidden under his bad temper.

Gojo Satoru was very satisfied with the girl's choice.

He raised his chin rather stinkingly, "For you have vision, the apple is not given to you in vain."

Kamo Asuka looked at his awkward appearance, felt happy, and couldn't help snickering from the sidelines.

In the next second, he was caught on the spot.

Blood color silently permeated the upper ear, and in the hot afternoon sun, it clearly showed a horn.

Furiously, Gojo Satoru pinched the half-eaten apple with two fingers, and stuffed it into Kamo Asuka's mouth mercilessly.

"Go eat your apple," he said firmly, "after eating, I will teach you how to climb a tree."

"it is good."

Since then, they have been using this big banyan tree as a secret base.

Here, Gojo Satoru taught Kamo Asuka how to climb trees, and they would sleep next to each other when they were sleepy.

After waking up, hold hands and go to Gojo Satoru's room to play games, watch movies, or read the same book together head to head.And when Kamo Asuka encounters something she doesn't understand, Gojo Satoru will be patient and explain it to her in his uniquely created way.

This time was pure and beautiful, engraved bit by bit in Gojo Satoru's memory.

Until the arrival of April [-]st, the relationship between them quietly took on a layer of color.

Under the banyan tree, the land is no longer as bare as it was in February, but covered with a layer of green grass.

The cool evening wind blows, the green grass sways, and the air is filled with the smell of moist soil and spring flowers and plants, which makes people relax unconsciously.

Kamo Asuka sat cross-legged on the plaid tablecloth, with a piece of strawberry cake in front of her.

This cake was not delicate, the bright red strawberries were crookedly embedded in the cream, and the size was only big enough for the two of them to share a few bites equally.

However, it is precious to Kamo Asuka.

Seeing this, her eyes couldn't help sore.

She thought that no one would accompany her to spend her birthday this year. Even this morning, following the example of last year, she once again lay down on the diary and drew a cake, then whispered "Happy Birthday" to herself.

Gojo Satoru froze for a moment as his eyes swept over the girl's motionless and ecstatic appearance.

Did this cake look so ugly to her?

He couldn't help guessing, and the picture of the cake he made in the morning suddenly flooded his mind.

This is the first time Gojo Satoru has cooked since he was born, and now, his final result has not received the expected praise.

Gojo Satoru began to feel unhappy.

If I knew it earlier, I would just buy one.

He looked at Kamo Asuka expressionlessly, and said, "Even if you don't like it, you have to finish it today."

Kamo Asuka came back to his senses, "I don't dislike anything."

"Then why don't you smile? You look like you're about to cry."

She blushed silently, and then replied frankly: "Of course it's because I was moved. I thought no one would remember my birthday today."

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru unconsciously tightened his hand holding the tray.

He moved his lips and said "stupid" silently, then put on an expression of helplessness against you, and gently put the cake on the picnic cloth.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a small handful of colored candles from his pocket, and inserted them into the white cream one by one.

The flame from the lighter brushed against the wick, and the small reddish ball of fire danced soundlessly on the eight candles.

Wujo Wu raised his chin and reminded, "Make a wish."

Kamo Asuka closed his eyes.

In the boundless darkness, the girl made a pious wish.

Lord God, I hope that every year in the future, brother Wu will accompany me to celebrate my birthday.

"You can eat cake after promise."

Kamo Asuka opened her eyes when she heard the words, she smiled with crooked eyebrows, lowered her head and blew out the candle with one breath.

Gojo Satoru was a little curious about her wish: "What did you just promise?"

Kamo Asuka didn't answer, just looked at him in embarrassment.

"If you say your wish, it won't come true."

Gojo Satoru curled his lips, he never believed this theory.

After all, there are countless people's birthdays every day in this world. Could it be that the gods really listen to everyone's wishes one by one?

I'm afraid it doesn't hurt to be idle.

"Instead of pinning your hopes on gods that don't necessarily exist yet," he said, his chin slightly raised, his brows full of unruliness, "you might as well tell me, please let me help you complete it."

Kamo Asuka was undoubtedly convinced by him.

She paused, and the childlike liveliness imprisoned in her body began to recover.

"Brother Wu," she blinked, apologized to Lord Shenming in her heart, and then asked again, "Can you really help me realize my wish?"

Gojo Satoru nodded: "I will try my best."

So, she lied much better than before: "I just made a wish to Lord Shenming, hoping to marry Brother Wu in the future."

"what?"

Kamo Asuka looked at Gojo Satoru with anticipation, and she asked shyly:

"So, Brother Wu, can I marry you and become your wife?"